Business…this week’s column entry is on Mos Def’s new joint, and a bizarre conclusion I gleaned from it. Enjoy.
Went to see Ray this afternoon. Hmmmph…not sure how I feel about this. Read along as I try to figure this out.
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Business…last week’s column entry was on the Jigga/Kelly tour, and here’s a joint on the BSN celebrating the 30th anniversary of the Rumble in the Jungle. Also, my man Mark Anthony Neal serves up a big-league fastball this week in his column on AOL. Long time coming, ha, MAN?
It’s the middle of the night, and I woke up to find out the Red Sox are now World Series champions. That’s cool, I suppose. But it’s moments like this one that I wish Wiley was still around.
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Real fast, someone blow the dust of Hotter Than July and sing Happy Birthday to Frederick J. Batiste, frequent commenter on these comments pages, and also one of my best friends and esteemed colleagues (and those last two points stand independent of one another). In celebration, I invite you to check this piece he recently did on the ten best members of the HBCU diaspora currently playing in the NFL. Fred did not attend the Shameless School of Self-Promotion with me, so I’ll pass on much of what being shameless taught me and give him some pub right here.
Full update coming later this week.

Just got back in from watching the Red Sox-Yankees game. I sat in a bar with cats from the department watching the Sox mollywop the Yankees, and it felt good. It was a moment that brought people of divergent backgrounds together in one place, sharing something so strong that it can never be broken.
That something is a severe distaste for the New York Yankees. God bless hatred…it’s the scotch tape that holds this tattered world together.
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Bonding over hatredRead More »